The fun thing about being reborn is renewing an acquaintanceship with old favorites . .. music and people . . . and bit by bit I am finding my way to my old friends . . .how nice . . .
I love this album of Khimero . . . the mellow vocals . . the spacey feel of the rock music . . . how it carries me away . . . somewhere really pleasant, heavenly even . . . When the guitar kicks into "Perdus au monde" I just fly away with the clouds . .
I float lost above a lost world . . .
sunk into my reverie . . .
wandering through my dreams . . .
a fantasy of a watery,
blue planet . . .
drifting through an endless space . . .
littered with endless stars . . .
dreaming . . .
looking for something . . .
looking for peace
desiring love .
"Première neige" was so tender and sentimental . . soft and fragile like the first snow . . touching the earth like white down drifting with the slightest breeze . . . . .
the music fills me with a hunger for more and I listen again and again . . . and
again . . .